The way it lightens and unlocks
What the tears have achieved
Closer to our immediate condition
Of intermittent happiness
War attenuated by peace
Sometimes I fear there’s more
Inside than appears outside us
But how could that possibly be
Or love wouldn’t be this suffering joy
We feel all around us
And struggle to absorb
Nor the world have to be
Quite so terrible
For solace to be born
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